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She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money. But she is fire, untamed and unbroken. The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win. Then, he returns. The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past. He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown? As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.

"Leave... me," she stuttered, struggling with those simple words. Sweat formed on her forehead as she felt so small and weak in his presence. He grabbed her waist and pulled her close -so close that he could feel the warmth of her breath against his skin. Her heartbeats echoed in his ears, and her lavender scent intoxicated him. Her soft, milky skin met his cold, rough hands, and the contact left her feeling both bruised and electrified. To him, it was a mere touch, but to her fragile body, it was intense. His hands roamed her back, pressing her closer against him. He pinned her against the wall, their bodies flush with each other. His breath was hot against her ear as he whispered, "Do not think that this marriage will change anything between us. You are nothing to me but a wife in name." Her pulse quickened, and despite the harshness of his words, she felt a forbidden heat rising within her. His lips brushed against her neck, sending shivers down her spine. The line between pain and pleasure blurred as he held her there, trapped in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. Will the rose be able to transform the thorn into a flower, or will she be crushed along the way?🥀🔱 She was rose in the garden filled with thorns🥀 He was the thorn that would destroy her🔱 Ansh & Anaya were tied in an arranged marriage. By their parents. Ansh Malhotra CEO of Malhotra&Co .The most eligible bachelor in India .Handsome, charming,attractive, tall and a heartrobe. He was dominating in every sense and wanted everything under his control. Anaya Oberoi Founder of smile foundation. The most beautiful, intelligent, caring and simple girl.Her family was her everything . what would happen when these two poles apart personalities would get tangled together in a bond called forever❤️‍🔥 🥀🔱 #5 hatetolove #1 Chapter

She swears she hates him. He's convinced he hates her more. But when secrets, lies, and late-night whispers begin to blur the line between enemies and something they wouldn't even consider, neither of them is ready for what's coming. *** Aliana is loud, impulsive, and dangerously unpredictable. She lies when she's scared, smiles when she's breaking, and keeps everyone away with her endless sarcasm and sharp tongue. She doesn't need anyone. Especially not him. Ali is silent storms and cold stares. The boy with the bad reputation, a past no one talks about, and a temper that makes people flinch. He wants nothing to do with drama, especially when it wears red lipstick and calls him names. They can't stand each other. So why do they keep ending up alone in the same room? Why does every fight feel like foreplay? And why does hating him hurt more than it should? ~~~~~~ He kisses me, again and again, raw and consuming, and then pulls away; I can feel his green eyes piercing my soul. "What you told me last time, say it again," he whimpers breathlessly. "What?" I manage to ask, confused, and reel him in again for another kiss. He pulls back again, his breath hot against my skin. "That you hate me, tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I tell him almost instantly, the lie burning on my tongue. He kisses me harder and more hungrily, and the words slip out again from my tongue: "I hate you. I hate you. I hate you." His murmurs deepen into groans, and at this exact moment, I ask myself how I'm still standing, still breathing, still present. ~~~~~~ Status: Ongoing Updates: Wednesdays and Saturdays

How can you hate him when he's the reason you have her? You haven't seen him since that night, you never planned to see him again. Atsumu said he loved you, your best friend shared your feelings but that love seemed more like a one night stand on his part. You felt hurt, betrayed.. you wanted to hate him but you couldn't, you loved him and you had his child at the age of 17 but he has no idea. What if he broke your baby girls heart like he did yours? Well even after having a baby you had to attend school with your cousin Kita only you hadn't expected Atsumu and his twin to attend the same school. "He can't find out, Shin-Chan you can't say anything about him being her father!.." - Contains: Sexual themes, Violence, Christian Views, Religious views. I write on my phone so things can get jumbled. Also I was sick and now my mind isn't the same. I'm trying though. I write similar to how i talk which is slang. Im a country girl with alot of hick you guys so bare with me I'll try to correct my writing the best I can but I have terrible punctuation and spelling and wording so yeah. I think this story's my best so far. Ty for reading! Original photo of Atsumu for the cover isn't mine. I did the background and decor.okay also some baby details may be inaccurate but I want the story as is so their staying. Ty!

"Can you stop being so mean? It's hurting my feelings," he said, holding his heart. I chuckled. "I thought you didn't have feelings." "For you I absolutely do." I rolled my eyes. "Shut up and dry these plates, dumbass." "Yes, ma'm," he smiled. 🖤🖤🖤 Ruth is the age of ten when a scruffy and neglected orphan boy suddenly shows up on her doorstep. Her first reaction is one of enchantment, heart-flutters and butterflies. Six years later and that same orphan boy is now the bane of her existence, the object of all her annoyances and a seventeen-year-old boy that just so happens to have the physique and looks of a full grown man. From crush to enemy, from children to young-adults. What will happen when they're forced to spend more and more time together? Will hate turn to love? Or was it never even hate in the first place? *ONGOING*

Maybe in next life ~somethings are never meant to stay ~ "Mihir," she murmured, her voice breaking. "I care about you," I said, my heart pounding in my chest. "More than I should. More than I can put into words." I hesitated, the weight of my confession pressing against me. But I couldn't hold it back anymore. "I love you, Ruhi." Her eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat. "I love you," I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. "Not because I have to. Not because it's easy. But because it's you. It's always been you. You are my rooh" She stared at me, her lips trembling as if she wanted to say something, but no words came. Instead, she shook her head, fresh tears streaming down her face. "I....I...," she whispered, her voice cracking. "You don't have to say anything," I said gently, wiping her tears with my thumbs. "Just let me be here for you. Let me care for you." ☆☆☆☆☆▪︎☆▪︎☆▪︎☆▪︎☆☆☆☆☆☆ I wasn't just falling for her. I was already hers. ~mihir singhania Mihir was cold, bold, and confident, with an air of arrogance that kept everyone at a distance. But everything changed when he met Ruhi. She became his "Rooh" - his soul and his dream. For the first time, he wished for a life filled with love and quiet happiness. Yet, fate had other plans, leaving his dreams unfulfilled and his love etched in Ruhi's heart forever. 🤍 Ruhi was kind, innocent, and always seeking freedom and love. When she met Mihir, it felt like her dreams were finally coming true. He completed her in ways she never imagined, but it was too late. She realized her love for him when she couldn't keep him, and now, it was a love she could never truly hold.

Two sisters. One love. A cruel twist of fate. Hi everyone!!. This is my first time writing a story. There might be mistakes but I hope you all will like it. Let's dive into it .... "Umi was his first love, but Eunwoo returns believing Leya was the girl he left behind. Now, as hearts collide and past wounds reopen, Umi is left fighting for a love that no longer remembers her." Can love survive when it's given to the wrong person?

In a world where Misha, a young woman, has never sought the limelight, and even her own family seems to have distanced themselves from her existence. Her life is a quiet canvas, painted in solitude. On the other hand, there's Karan, a college heartthrob and the embodiment of charisma. He seems to relish his independent existence, wrapped in a shroud of mystery. As fate weaves its intricate tapestry, these two seemingly polar opposites find themselves entangled in a web of complexity. Why does Karan harbor such intense animosity towards Misha? What prompts her father, who had long been absent, to reappear in her life? And why does an unforeseen possessiveness envelop Misha, shattering the tranquility of her world? Prepare to embark on an enigmatic journey, where the shadows of the past and the allure of the unknown converge. Unravel the secrets that bind these characters as you delve into their captivating narrative, and discover the profound mysteries that lie beneath the surface. Join us as we unveil a tale of unexpected twists and turns that will keep you riveted from beginning to end.

''There is only one thing crossing my mind right now. If he hates me so much, then why the hell is he kissing me back?'' ----------------------- Emma White has always been kind of a loner. Her mother died giving birth to her and her father never really cared, always working in his successful company. That's why she decides to go to a college away from home, something she's been dreaming of since she can remember. However, what happens when at her very first day on campus, she crosses path with Noah Allen? He is rich, popular, cold, rude and a player just to start with. No surprise she calls him Mr. Grumpy. What is driving her insane though is that he's only too cold when it comes to her. After some not so pleasant moments and lots of glares, she tells herself that the best is to stay away from him, but it won't be that easy. After a disastrous kiss and hidden jealousy, she finds herself deeply involved into what is this frustrating boy. Add to that the fact that he is her roommates' childhood best friend and you can see drama from miles away. Noah claims to hate her ever since they met, and he doesn't mean her first day of college. He remembers her just fine from a couple of years ago and all the feelings are back. He knows she doesn't remember him and he'll use this as his leverage to do what he has to do. It's what he promised his father and himself, even if it means he has to pretend to care for her. All he cares is his family business. At least it's what he tells himself, until the feelings start getting too mixed and he ends up thinking of her more than he should. Maybe it's not all about business after all. He knows their history started before she even knows, what he didn't expect was for her to be so different from what he has always believed.